The devil was outside my window again,
Scratching at the glass to remind me he was there
He reminded me of my trespasses and pain
He made me forget all of the people who love and care

I rose from my bed and sat at my desk
I pulled a piece of paper and clicked my pen
I wrote a letter, pleading to leave me at rest
I signed my signature it hopes it would mend

The devil looked over these lines and agreed
It was enough and that it was time to leave
Fighting him, my thoughts took over to impede
Upon his judgement and goal in which the night would achieve

I rested my head in my hands in desperation
A choice was mine to be made and act upon
Tonight was meant to be my coronation
From the suffering, based on my final consideration

The devil and his holy rival fought for my hand
In a rage I shouted through the white halls
No matter what I choose or where I stand
I'll go when the man in black calls

He calls to me now and has for some time
I keep denying his beckoning
I may have lost my soul but not my friends
They're all I have before the reckoning

The wars inside these brick walls continue
Fighting for my defeat and surrender
Wanting my morals and virtue
Until they finally take me away forever